I have been in deep study lately, not just of perspectives on life that I read in books, but more than ever, I have been in deep internal study. Considering who I am, what this is, and why I am here. Whether the world really exists or it doesn’t. Things that feel worth considering at this phase in my existence, yet, disputes much of what I have learned in the past.
I really believe that our lives as humans is a process of taming, or domestication, as put by Don Miguel Ruiz, from the Four Agreements. We are born wild, with no rules or structures yet put upon us. Our needs are simple. Our imaginations are forming. What we see around is us brand new, so we see it freshly and excitedly, with a sense of curiosity, awe and wonder.
Then, we realize that we have a choice, a voice, an ability to exert ourselves onto the world. We start to say no, we start to run away from that which we were contained for so long. We run toward things that seem interesting and worth exploring. Then, we begin to be deeply educated in rules, laws, limits and expectations. We learn that it is okay to do this, but not okay to do that. We learn that it is important to be serious, and plan, and follow the rules as you are told. We learn that to play is okay for a child, but when you grow up, play is something that is a thing of the past. We learn to keep safe and not take chances and stay within the confines that have been put upon us.
These world structures, mind you, have no malice in them by those that put them upon us. The persons that make and enforce the rules only want to keep us safe, and warm, and cared for. Then, we begin to believe, maybe for a very long time, that the only existence that there is, the true reality, is that in which the rules define.
Then, we come to the later years of our lives. Maybe we are faced with death in some way. Maybe some life changing experience alters our perspective. Or maybe, we just have questions about whether or not this is all that there is. Are we really just individual beings floating around in the same universe? Or is there some aspect of oneness that exists?
My life has become like a circle: I was born not knowing; I learned; and then I began to unlearn that which no longer suited me. Each of us was born wild and free; became tamed and domesticated; and then, sought to become wild and free again. Yet, we have wisdom in the later part of our lives, so we are wise, wild and free again. That is the journey.
Even though this is my journey that I speak of, no matter what book or philosophy I have heard about, learned or studied, this seems to be the path of many. To come into this world as a clean slate; fill that slate with knowing that we believe is necessary; and then, cleaning the slate and going back to where we began. Back to the egg. Our Source.
Wise, wild, and free Again.